Job 6:10
And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
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8Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
18Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
11What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
5[ But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your grief] .
6Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak; And let come on me what will.
14Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?
15Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
28I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
5I would know the words which he would answer me, And understand what he would say unto me.
6Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? Nay; but he would give heed unto me.
7There the upright might reason with him; So should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.
19Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
4As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
6Notwithstanding my right I am [accounted] a liar; My wound is incurable, [though I am] without transgression.
13Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
14To him that is ready to faint kindness [should be showed] from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
34Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
35Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.
1Then Job answered and said,
2Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
23For calamity from God is a terror to me, And by reason of his majesty I can do nothing.
5Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.
6My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: My heart shall not reproach [me] so long as I live.
15Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me.
15If I be wicked, woe unto me; And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head; Being filled with ignominy, And looking upon mine affliction.
16For God hath made my heart faint, And the Almighty hath terrified me;
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, Neither did he cover the thick darkness from my face.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
8But as for me, I would seek unto God, And unto God would I commit my cause;
10Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, Nor hid trouble from mine eyes.
27Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.
19Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
3Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!
16I loathe [my life] ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust.
36Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder; I would bind it unto me as a crown: